Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 642: Kidnapping voodoo

There is an old saying that goes well, those who often drown are mostly those who know how to water, but those who play with fire will surely set themselves on fire.

Although there is no such word in the West.

But voodoo people naturally know this truth.

It's just that they don't have the ability to resist at all, and they are not religious organizations that teach people to be good. The apparent stability is just to hide their vicious nature.

Marcus and others walked out of the central area.

The farther you are from the flower that never fades.

They feel that their power is getting stronger and stronger, but the connection that their souls do not belong to them has never weakened in the slightest.

Actually.

The scope of their activities is limited to the city of West Ghana.

Because the belief in Voodoo can't be spread at all, and people outside don't believe in them, nor do they believe in flowers that never wither.

From this point of view.

The church is doing pretty well.

Suddenly...

Right now.

Marcus waved his hand and paused at the same time.

"Not quite right."

The others turned to look at him.

At this time, the location where Marcus and the others were located was exactly where Du Wei controlled the black shadow before, and those areas with ravines on the ground.

Marcus looked ahead.

He only saw a bleakness, it seemed that it was already night, and there was still a faint sound of the piano in his ears, as if someone was playing in the dark.

"Piano music?"

Marcus stretched out his hand expressionlessly, grabbed it vaguely, and put it to his ear.

He made a gesture of listening.

Then, he squinted his eyes and looked at a location, but what the time limit met was a thick wall.

"I see you."

…

The other side.

Du Wei, who was playing a lullaby, raised his head. Although his body was covered by black shadows and he was manipulating everything in his dream, the cold blood in his bones was lingering.

Looks into the darkness.

"Can you really see me?"

Du Wei asked back, then fell silent, closed his eyes and continued playing.

It's just that the beating frequency of the fingertips is faster.

The large shadows also showed some strange changes as the rhythm of the lullaby accelerated.

Shadows are also dancing.

Bang bang bang...

It's like a human heart beating.

Mixed together with the sound of the piano, a more sinister melody is formed.

Inside voodoo throughout.

Those Voodoo members who fell into a dream and fell asleep, at this moment, their bodies trembled, and then their arms were propped on the ground, and they stood up unsteadily.

Consciousness sinks into a dream.

The body moves forward numbly.

This is the true portrayal of Voodoo.

Du Wei is not a good person.

This point has been fully reflected from the very beginning.

His calmness and rationality are deliberate.

Only about things, not people.

He never kills by himself, not because he has a bottom line, but because he thinks it is unnecessary, killing by himself means trouble.

But it doesn't mean that he really can't do it.

What Voodoo did to Minette's head made him very dissatisfied.

So what he's doing now is kidnapping the entire voodoo sect and separating their souls from their bodies, putting the former in a dream and the latter trapped in reality.

This is Minette.

If Alex, or Tom, Father Tony, or Ryan died for some reason, if they had the power to do such a thing, they would have all died long ago.

There is no so-called kidnapping.

The Voodoo believers stood up one by one staggeringly, and then opened their eyes, there was only a thick emptiness and dead silence in their eyes.

Although still alive, it is more like a corpse.

Next.

They talked and laughed.

It looks the same as before.

It's as if the evil spirits do not exist, nor does the lullaby.

But in fact, reality and dreams are gradually confused.

Therefore.

When Marcus and others searched in the direction of Du Wei, they were extremely surprised by the sights they saw along the way.

Stopped a cultist.

Marcus asked coldly: "What happened, those evil spirits?"

The believer replied: "Master Hunter, what do you mean? What evil spirits? With all the adults around, how could there be evil spirits..."

Marcus' complexion changed slightly, and he immediately grabbed the opponent's neck, staring coldly into the opponent's eyes.

The man was very frightened: "My lord, please forgive me..."

Marcus said to himself: "It's not right, it's not right everywhere, what's your name?"

"Daka...my name is Dhaka..."

Marcus nodded, and with a little force, he broke the opponent's neck with a click.

Then, he casually threw it on the ground.

"Something happened to Voodoo, but the flower that never fades didn't give me a hint. I don't know what happened, but these believers seem to have become some kind of puppets, and their will no longer belongs to them. "

Marcus said so to the other hunters.

Immediately, someone said coldly: "It didn't give a reminder, which means that the connection has not been interrupted, and the souls of everyone in Voodoo still belong to it."

Others said: "The mutation was brought by the uninvited guest. If you kill it, everything will naturally calm down."

Marcus nodded and said: "That's true, but you can't just sit idly by and ignore what happened to the believers. I always feel that something will happen if they are kept."

This concern is certain.

But someone hesitated and said: "There are too many believers, we can't kill them all, let's use its power, so that no one will find us."

"Can..."

Marcus took off his coat first, revealing a dark and cracked face. The reason why he described it as dry and cracked was because there were many cracks on his face, and it seemed that there were plant roots growing inside. .

The same goes for the rest.

Afterwards, their breath became more and more illusory, as if they did not exist in reality, and gradually merged into the darkness.

…

Time is ticking.

It didn't take long for Marcus and the others to come to an open area.

The melodious piano sound is extremely peaceful.

It makes people drowsy.

But Marcus and the others were not affected. They looked coldly at the existence in the shadows, with their backs to them, who was playing the piano.

Besides, there is also an evil spirit wearing a red and green sweater.

The evil spirit turned its head to look at them, showing its ferocious white teeth, and its smile was full of cruelty.

Marcus locks on the real owner.

He didn't care about the evil spirit next to him, but just stretched out his index finger with the others and put it in front of his mouth.

"Hush..."

The piano sound was immediately blocked.

Then, they whispered: "Praise you, the perfect thing that never fades, everything in the world is the shell that nourishes you, and all the good things are a reflection of you."

The outline of a flower immediately appeared in their eyes.

Some kind of force is also working.

But then ~IndoMTL.com~ let Marcus and the others incomprehensible things happen. The other party should be like them, with flowers that never fade in their eyes and become a part of the flowers that never fade, but in fact Nothing happened.

At this time.

Du Wei hit the last note.

He turned his head and looked at Marcus and the others.

"It turns out that this is the flower that never fades. If it wasn't in a dream, I'm afraid even I would be affected and become its nourishment."

"But fortunately, this is a dream. Although I can't kill it, it can't do anything to me."

Marcus' complexion changed: "Dream? How is it possible, our consciousness will never be pulled into a dream by you."

Du Wei said coldly: "You are wrong, there are flowers that never fade, I can't pull you into the dream, in fact I don't have that ability, I just created a dream, and just You walked in."

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